March 6, 2017

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Just seven more days, and then I'm home free.

God, I can't wait to get out of here. To sleep in a bed that doesn't feel like a rock, to eat food that has flavor. To get out of this place and the violent people it holds. And, most of all, to see Grace while not wearing this awful uniform.

When I get out, we're going to leave New York. We're going to move to another state, start a new life.

I can't wait.

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